World of Cultivation - Chapter 901

[Chapter 901 In the Name of Senior Brother]

The entire war department exploded in front of Lin Qian’s eyes in an instant.

The bursting divine power formed a violent sea, which instantly swallowed Lin Qian. Tightening the Taigu in his hand, the mask firmly protected him, and Lin Qian was full of regret.

A generation of famous generals died like this.

Are all jades burning? what a pity……

Suddenly, Lin Qian seemed to notice something, and almost at the same time, a powerful force from Mo Yu slammed into his mask.

The mask was torn apart on the spot, which was Shuangyu’s dying counterattack.

At the same time as the mask shattered, Lin Qian shook Taigu in his hand, and the circular sword circle was protected in front of him.

clap clap clap!

The turbulent power rushed forward like finding a target. Each wave of power was insignificant to Lin Qian, but they were too dense and too numerous!

The sword ring is broken.

Lin Qian snorted and used this power to break free from this violent ocean of power.

Lin Qian, who broke free, stared at this ocean of power from a distance.

Watching it gradually return from violence to calm, the aftermath of its power dissipates in the air one by one, without a trace.

What a tough opponent!

Lin Qian sighed in his heart. Gu Liangdao’s final counterattack was the pinnacle of his manipulation of the battle formation. Using the battle formation and amazing control skills to detonate the entire war department in an instant, this kind of thing is not only unheard of, even Lin Qian has to admit that this is a worthy opponent.

After the god level, the first time was injured.

The injury was not serious, and he could recover in a few days of rest, but Lin Qian didn’t take it to heart. At such a price, it is really cost-effective to eliminate a top-tier general and a top-tier warhead.

Unfortunately, Yang Yuanhao is much more cunning and erratic. If it wasn’t for Gu Liangdao’s revenge, Kunlun would not have been able to capture his specific location so easily.

The death of Gu Liangdao was undoubtedly a huge blow to Mo Yunhai. Thinking of this, Lin Qian was very satisfied.

At this moment, a long howl came from far away.

In the whistling sound, there is a faint dragon might.

Lin Qian looked at where Xiaoyin was coming from. The sky in the distance was blood-stained and scarlet, which was indescribably terrifying. A figure, as if cutting through the blood-colored sky, rushed towards this side at an astonishing speed.

In the field of vision, the figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, a tall figure carrying a sword appeared in front of Lin Qian.

Lin Qian’s pupils shrank suddenly.

Wei Sheng!

What made Lin Qian’s heart sink even more was that, apart from the faint dragon’s breath, Wei Sheng had an aura similar to his. Lin Qian knew what this meant.

God level!

Wei Sheng is divine!

It was like a turbulent wave in his heart. In the battle at Yangtuyuan, he saw with his own eyes how Wei Sheng burned his divine power and fought to the death. He knew exactly what the result of burning divine power was. Burning divine power with Wei Sheng’s strength back then would only lead to death. Even if he was lucky enough to still be alive, he would still be the same as a cripple.

How… how could it be possible to step into the god level!

A trace of sadness flashed in Wei Sheng’s eyes.

One step late!

The aftermath of divine power left in the air shows what just happened here. But when Wei Sheng’s gaze fell on Lin Qian’s face, it turned into steel-like determination.

“Brother Wei, stay safe.” Lin Qian was gentle and polite: “I didn’t expect that Brother Wei also stepped into the god-level. Brother Wei finally found the swordsmanship in his heart, and he is indeed worthy of my generation of swordsmen.”

Wei Sheng shook his head: “The sword I cultivate is different from yours.”

“That’s right.” Lin Qian nodded: “The way of swordsmanship is different, and it is difficult to understand who is right and who is wrong. But who is strong and who is weak can be distinguished. Wei Sheng, in the name of the sword, dare to fight me. ?”

Lin Qian pointed at Wei Sheng with his sword, his white shirt was flying, his elegance was unparalleled, and his momentum was astonishing.

“If it’s someone else, I’ll give them a fair chance to fight. The battle between you and me is not about swordsmanship, but a deadly feud.” Wei Sheng did not avoid Lin Qian’s gaze, and said frankly: “I once made a sword oath, Kunlun will be destroyed, and there will be no time to pay homage. Today, either you die or I die!”

Wei Sheng’s tone was as sonorous as the sound of a sword, he was absolutely awe-inspiring, and the blood sword that killed the gods hissed and screamed, pointing directly at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian knew that his scheming was in vain. He had just been slightly injured, and if it was someone else, he wouldn’t be afraid. He didn’t expect Wei Sheng to be a god. The battle between gods, this seemingly innocuous minor injury, is deadly enough.

He wanted to use words to provoke him, but Wei Sheng’s devotion to the sword was unparalleled. In the name of the sword, he thought that Wei Sheng would win. Shadow break.

Unexpectedly, Wei Sheng has an upright temperament, pointing directly to his heart. Such a person can be shaken by non-verbal words.

The unintentional actions of the year, but caused such a big enemy, can only be said that good luck makes people.

Lin Qian put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart. Although he was at a disadvantage, he was not afraid. He smiled casually: “Alright! Senior Brother Kunlun, Senior Brother Wukong, let’s make a conclusion in the name of Senior Brother!”

In Lin Qian’s mouth, the supreme Kunlun, and the small sect Wukong Jianmen, were finally placed on an equal position for the first time.

Wei Sheng’s face was as usual, but his heart was agitated.

The master is on top, and the disciple Wei Sheng has finally waited for this battle!

The God-killing Blood Sword in his hand seemed to feel the anger and turmoil in Wei Sheng’s heart, humming and trembling, the entire sky turned blood red, like a sea of blood churning endlessly, and the violent and raging killing intent filled the world.

The grass and trees on the ground withered rapidly, the river was dyed bright red, and the ground cracked into horrible openings, with bright red blood flowing in it.

Heaven and earth seem to have turned into a sea of blood and hell.

The Primordial Divine Sword in Lin Qian’s hand trembled sharply, and countless sharp and unparalleled sword intents crisscrossed the sky, making a loud noise.

The strands of blood will be shattered as soon as they approach Lin Qian.

Feeling the immeasurable fighting spirit of the ancient sword in his hand, Lin Qian lowered his head and said to himself, but he was very firm: “Master, this disciple will not disgrace the name of my Kunlun!”

Raising his head, Lin Qian’s eyes turned into metallic blue-white, and his sword intent was unparalleled, adding a sense of solemnity and majesty.

Two swords, one green and one red, confront each other like old enemies.

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Bie Han looked at the dazzling changes in Mu Xuan’s war department in front of him, as if he had never seen it, and his expression did not change at all.

He could see the other party’s intention, and Mu Xuan wanted to hold him back until the reinforcements arrived.

It’s a pity, if Mu Xuan knew that Xue Dong would be intercepted by Gongsun Chai and Minan suffered heavy casualties, would this still be the case?

Biehan’s eyes swept across the evil department.

With that seemingly right and wrong face, he remembered the neat and tidy spiritual cards in the sacrificial hall of the resting island. There is no shortage of spiritual cards, and all the evils of the past are resting here.

Today’s evil department is no longer the previous evil department. The brand-new villains have complete souls, and they have been connected to the heart of Biehan since their birth. They are closer to the magic cavalry, but retain the fighting instinct of the former evil department. Almost all of Mo Yunhai’s divine crystals were devoted to the evil department.

This evil department is probably the most expensive war department in the world.

When the last spiritual card was placed, the last shackles in Biehan’s heart were broken, and the new evil department actually made him glow with joy and hope like a newborn baby.

The former evil department was full of the breath of death, but the present evil department is full of vitality.

He stepped across the border of gloom and despair, and touched the warmth of the sun.

On the lonely and cold days of Xuankong Temple, they watched him study tactics under dim lights, and they listened to his self-talk by the pool, whether it was hardship or hardship, they never left him.

rest in peace.

Please don’t worry about me.

There was a hint of warmth in Biehan’s eyes.

He raised his head, his eyes returned to coldness again, and the Mu Xuan War Department, which was changing the battle formation at an astonishing rhythm, did not cause any turbulence in his heart.

Mu Xuan’s war unit was the most varied war unit he had ever seen. They were like a pool of flowing water, and they could change battle formations at will.

If an ordinary war department encounters such an enemy occasionally, it will be very troublesome.

But for Biehan, he saw through the opponent’s weakness at a glance. Mu Xuan’s War Department pursued too much change, but in terms of strength, it was much inferior.

Complicated changes lacking strength, just flower fists and embroidered legs.

Biehan took a deep breath, and saw that everyone in the evil department suddenly flew out a flame, thousands of red flames, rising into the sky, gorgeous and beautiful.

The [arsonist] on Biehan’s body suddenly lit up, and the sky was filled with flames, quickly submerging into Biehan’s body. Layers of flames flowed along the surface of the divine weapon, and the feathers like flames grew wantonly.

The ice blue magic lines on the cheeks and neck, etc., shone with a strange light.

Mu Xuan’s face changed slightly.

Demonic warfare!

She suddenly remembered that Biehan was the only warrior who was proficient in both cultivators and demons. And the evil department is also the only war department that can have the tactics of two races at the same time.

Mu Xuan also knew the strengths and weaknesses of her war department.

She is not afraid of the unreasonable tactics of the Demon Race! From her point of view, the battle methods of the Demon Race are barbaric, lacking in skill, and single. Ordinary demon warriors, she is not afraid at all, although she said that one force can defeat ten times, but the limit of change is that soft energy overcomes rigidity.

In terms of changes in the battle formation, Mu Xuan is confident that her war department has reached the pinnacle. No war department will be perfect.

Like being wrapped in flames, don’t be cold, but calm as ice.

The paranoid calmness makes him feel like ice and snow at any time.

The battle formation in front of him changed again and again. The strands of sword light were like a huge vortex. Any tough attack would be peeled off layer by layer by these ingenious sword lights until they disappeared.

Unfortunately, many people have forgotten that before the battle with Yu Yusheng, Biehan was able to become a top-ranking general, and he never relied on the Demon Race tactics.

Battle formation changes are also one of Biehan’s best weapons.

Biehan’s eyes were cold, and an icy arc floated on the corner of his mouth. Biehan, who had put down his mental block, seemed paranoid, still crazy, but more calm.

Extend your finger, towards the center of the sword glow vortex, facing the void.

The surging power exploded at his fingertips.

A dazzling red spot, like a falling spark, floated towards the center of Mu Xuan’s warhead. It didn’t end, Biehan’s other four fingers were dangling in the air like playing a piano.

Another four-point red light spot, one minute thinner, flew to the four corners of the vortex.

Five-star breakout!